Version Frankie Laine:
Up in the mornin', out on a job,
work like the devil for my pay.
But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do,
but roll around heaven all day.
Show me that river, take me across,
wash all my troubles away.
Like that lucky old sun, gimme nothin' to do,
but roll around heaven all day.
(Light from the dawning through till the evening
nothing but
slaving, and all the time I pray
weary, so weary)
Up in the mornin', out on a job,
work like the devil for my pay.
But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do,
but roll around heaven all day.
Fuss with my woman, toil for my kid,
sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray.
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do,
but roll around heaven all day.
Good Lord above, can't you know I'm pining?
tears all in my eyes.
Send down that cloud with a silver linin',
lift me to paradise.
Show me that river, take me across,
wash all my troubles away.
Like that lucky old sun, gimme nothin' to do,
but roll around heaven all day.
Version Sarah Vaughan:
(Oh Lord, oh Lord, I'm tired and weary all day
please Lord, please Lord, forgive me if I complain.)
Up in the mornin', out on a job,
work like the devil for my pay.
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do,
but roll around heaven all day.
Fuss with my man, toil for my kids,
sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray.
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do,
but roll around heaven all day.
Good Lord above, can't you know I'm pining?
tears all in my eyes.
Send down that cloud with a silver linin',
lift me to paradise.
Show me that river, take me across,
and wash all my troubles away.
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin' to do,
but roll around heaven all day.